Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 404 Overseas colonists? Guests of honor in the empire!
In fierce naval battles where ships are the basic combat units, the loser in most cases ends up being completely wiped out.

If a warship in the windward position is defeated by its opponent, it can simply "sail upwind" to escape.

The leeward warships were unable to catch up in the turbulent water that was several hundred meters long, and the distance between them would only increase. In the end, they could only watch helplessly as the enemy's backs receded.

By the same token, if a warship in the leeward position is defeated by its opponent, it has no way to escape.

Everyone actually knew that with the mainmast broken and unable to be repaired in a short period of time, the Thirteen Warriors had no way to escape.

Woo woo woo.
The mournful wailing of the organ continued incessantly, and one out of every twenty shells would explode, sending people and horses flying everywhere on the ship, with thick smoke billowing out.

The crew casualty rate soon exceeded 60%.

Moreover, the excellent anti-sinking performance of wooden sailboats only applies to solid bullets, and is not enough against exploding shrapnel bombs.

Even Byron dared to assert that if the timeline was extended back dozens or hundreds of years, when shrapnel bombs became popular, it would definitely be the end of pure wooden sailing warships.

"For His Majesty the King, we will fight to the bitter end! Fight back, fight back!"

Under Pizarro's orders, the sailors nailed the royal flag of the Kingdom of Castile with a golden castle as the main body to the foremast to show that they were willing to sink with the ship.

This kind of courage and determination is really eye-catching.

The Kingdom of Castile is not a populous country in the Old World, but the number of extraordinary people far exceeds that of other countries.

In addition to having the first-mover advantage and a massive supply of resources, it obviously also has its own set of training and restraint mechanisms, and its control over its direct line of extraordinary people and adventurers far exceeds that of other countries.

While these people obtained a large amount of spices and promotion resources, they also most likely signed a strict indenture with the royal family.

This should be the case with the series of powerful enemies Byron encountered: [Conqueror] Cortes, [Infinite Evolutionist] Balboa, [Two-Faced] Smith brothers, and [Plunderer] Pizarro.

Seeing these people's determination, Byron did not hesitate to be polite with them:

"Raise the bloody flag!"

On the Golden Deer, a red blood flag representing the pirates' looting without leaving a single person alive was raised on the mainmast.

The Thirteen Warriors was not an ordinary merchant ship, but an adventure ship, colonial ship and privateer funded by the royal family.

Since he was not a commoner, there was no need to expect Byron to show leniency to him.

The Golden Deer relied on its maneuverability to target the enemy's blind spots, and with the help of Katyusha, it fired countless shells at them like a storm.

The battleship fight had progressed to this point and was tantamount to a massacre.

It's only a matter of time before the battleship is severely destroyed.

Byron, confident of victory, continued his bombardment calmly, with no intention of boarding the ship to reap the wealth.

Compared to the uncertain treasures on the ship, he felt that the lives of the crew members were more valuable.

“The only regret is that my spirituality is still a little short of the fourth-order limit, and I have not been able to reach the prerequisite for the fourth-order promotion ceremony [Fleet Commander].

We cannot maximize the benefits of this battle.”

The series of promotion ceremonies for the Storm Knights are to examine: the individual's combat capability in boarding and boarding; the means of plundering against fat sheep; the overall quality in adventure and treasure hunting; and the command ability of the plundering fleet.

At the fourth level, one needs to sacrifice a powerful enemy in a fierce naval battle at the level of a large fleet to prove one's command art over the pirate fleet.

The promotion ceremony of the Ladder of Glory is like a professional title examination, except that the examiners in charge of the examination are not living people, but the Silver Law and even the core rules of this world.

“However, today’s [Thirteen Warriors] is just the beginning, the best is yet to come.

Speaking of large fleet-level looting operations, apart from looking for those fourth-level pirate warlords to rob each other, the most suitable looting target is the Castilian treasure fleet.

A treasure transport fleet that has been awarded the title of a legion, just thinking about it makes my blood boil."

Just when his thoughts were in turmoil.

Boom——! ! !
With a deafening bang, the battleship's gunpowder magazine exploded tragically. A huge fireball soared into the sky, and countless broken wooden boards, cannons, and human bodies were rushed into the air hundreds of meters high with the impact.

For the first time, on the surface of the Ocean of Storms in the southern continent, a human creation exploded with such an astonishing and grand fireworks display.

"Too spectacular! Even if a fourth-rank [Son of the Sun] self-destructed, it would not be possible to achieve such a terrifying effect.

Although these white outsiders are not as strong as us individually, they obviously have their own merits. "

Prince Atahualpa, who witnessed all this in the sky, was shocked and dazzled by the huge ball of fire.

As a [Son of the Sun] whose starting move was also "boom boom boom", when he saw the weapons on the two foreign sailing ships that could emit thunderous noises and dazzling flames, he was immediately attracted by them.

Compared to the anticlimactic gun ambush in the hot spring city of Cajamarca, this is the correct way to open "Lord of War".

Byron used a spectacular naval battle with loud gunfire to open the door to a new world for the prince, which could never be closed again.

He turned his head to look at the Golden Deer and muttered to himself:
“There are records in the Empire that we have a group of people with the same roots in the north of the gyre.

This northerner who looks very friendly should be easy to talk to.

Didn’t he just say that the Taino people didn’t lie to the Quechua people and that they came to the South Continent specifically to help their overseas indigenous brothers?

According to the news from the four great Suyou of the empire, these white-skinned evil guests are appearing in more and more numbers, and have caused huge damage and extremely bad effects.

Since this fellow tribesman's homeland was also severely harassed by these outsiders, they all had a common enemy and were naturally friends on the same front.

I wonder if it would be enough for me to exchange a shipload of his weapons that can produce thunder?

If it’s not enough, I’ll add another boat?”

The prince, with his eyes shining as he looked at the cannons, had no idea that he had just invented a very insane unit of measurement for gold.

Suddenly, his golden eyes swept towards the rough sea.

Boom!

There was another explosion underwater, and the white water column was like a water dragon rising into the sky, pushing a hawksbill turtle shell larger than a human into the sky.

However, the ammonite snail that had been lying in ambush under the water discovered that something was trying to escape, and immediately waved its tentacles to blow it away.

As a large sea monster with a challenge level corresponding to that of a battleship, it was not something that a single human transcendent of the [Ladder of Glory] sequence could confront head-on. When it reached the highest point, a human figure involuntarily fell out of the turtle shell.

It was the [Plunderer] Pizarro.

Not only was his entire body charred, but the treasure elves that had been protecting him were also few in number. The only thing that remained intact was the [Tortoiseshell Jewelry Box] with the strongest defense.

"Don't even think about running away!"

When Atahualpa saw that the culprit who wanted to capture him was about to run away, he burst out with solar light without hesitation and transformed into a five-meter-tall "Son of the Sun" covered in golden light.

The halo under his feet exploded, as if a bright little sun exploded in the sky, and he pounced forward waving the golden camel-head knife in his hand.

At the same time, On the Golden Deer, Byron shouted in a low voice:
"A thousand roars of Mingchao!"

A line of water light turned into a five-meter-long spear in his hand.

The cloak on his back was like a thick dark cloud sweeping up, carrying with it wind, rain, and lightning.

One up and one down, the two men arrived in front of Pizarro almost at the same time.

One man swung his sword and chopped!

One man thrust forward with a gun!
Pizarro, who was already exhausted and dizzy after being knocked away by Xiao Snail, just raised his arms and a rare swift sword with difficulty and assumed the defensive posture of [Supreme Art].

Bang!
Lightning danced wildly in the storm, and a small sun exploded in the sky.

The violent turbulence broke through the cumulonimbus clouds overhead, causing a beam of golden light to suddenly shine on the only two tall figures remaining in the field.

Similar burly build, same bronze skin and short black hair.

The strong wind howled in the sky, making their clothes rustle.

The two looked at each other silently, and a hearty smile appeared on their faces at the same time. The friendship fighting side by side is far stronger than thousands of words.

Any painter who comes here will praise it: "What a magnificent picture of indigenous heroes fighting against colonial invaders."

On the deck of the Golden Hind, Violet, who majored in painting and sculpture art design, took out her photo crystal as if by reflex and placed her easel on the deck.

Using alchemy to control the brush, he quickly completed a sketch for them.

In particular, Byron was portrayed by her in a very vivid and flawless manner.

"My Byron is the most handsome man in the world!"

She had a hunch that the painting recording this historic event would be very valuable in the future!

the other side.

On a small island on the edge of a volcanic archipelago.

"Crisis averted!"

As Captain [Naturalist] Charles finished speaking, a group of sailors finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he continued to announce:

“Compared to Mr. Saint Byron, we are indeed not suitable to be pioneers. Scientific research is our Beagle’s strong point.

I decided to stay on this island, study the species on each island, and summarize the epoch-making laws of biological evolution.

For the great cause of science, for the progress of all mankind, I will never leave my house until I make a major discovery that is enough to be promoted to the fourth-level [Naturalist]!"

The unkempt faces were shining with the brilliant light of humanity and great ideals.

But then his thoughts were immediately shattered by Mr. No, Louis, whose body and face were covered with his big footprints:

"No, no, no, it's not for any ideal, it's just because we are afraid of death.

It's not shameful to be afraid of death, why can't you just say it directly? "

Charles's face turned red, and he grabbed his old friend's neck and shook him back and forth, saying angrily:
"Louis, shut up!

How volatile are risk-taking returns?
I relied on the funds I applied for from the York family to support the Beagle crew.

Besides, you haven't eaten less than what you stole, you should spit it all out."

The nitpicker [Mr. No] is obviously stubborn even until his death:

"No, no, no, that's slander. I only stole 18,000 pounds of 'pig feed' from your expense report. The rest was stolen by you.

Your research has yielded no results anyway.

Women's anti-wolf stockings, duck-foot guns that can attack in four directions at the same time, glasses with wipers, and feed that prevents pigs from growing fat. I'm helping you stop losses in time."

His crew members had similar expressions and simply did not believe that this usually unremarkable captain could have made any epoch-making discovery.

Charles was so angry at his own crew that veins on his forehead bulged, and he could only stiffen his neck and say:
"Can this naturalist's scientific research be called stealing?

That is rationalized expenditure! If you can’t spend all the money this quarter, how can you report it next quarter?”

Next come some difficult-to-understand words like "balance of accounts" and "results conversion rate".

He looked at the stupid wooden lumps in front of him, feeling quite lonely that no one understood his genius idea.

At this moment, Byron, who had been listening silently, suddenly spoke:

"Mr. Charles, I think your research has great potential.

I am here to invite you on behalf of the Pioneer Navigation Colonial Trading Company. May I ask if you are still in need of sponsors?"

Upon hearing this, the former's eyes suddenly sparkled like a whale oil lamp, and he grasped his hand and said excitedly:

"You really have good taste!"

(End of this chapter)